Archive | August 6, 2015

Young. Beautiful. Idealistic. Proud. Gigi was raised outside the
Andrade clan, but it has left her with an ache she cannot deny. When
she’s invited to her brothers’ weddings, she refuses at first, then
changes her mind and attends without telling anyone. She won’t let
herself love them, but she can’t stay away. It’s a recipe for
disappointment and heartbreak.

Especially when she throws herself at her brother’s best friend, Kane.

Author Bio: Ruth Cardello was born the youngest of 11 children in a small city in northern Rhode Island. She spent her young adult years moving as far away as she could from her large extended family. She lived in Boston, Paris, Orlando, New York–then came full circle and moved back to Rhode Island. She now happily lives one town over from the one she was born in. For her, family trumped the warmer weather and international scene. She was an educator for 20 years, the last 11 as a kindergarten teacher. When her school district began cutting jobs, Ruth turned a serious eye toward her second love- writing and has never been happier. When she’s not writing, you can find her chasing her children around her small farm, riding her horses, or connecting with her readers online. or when working with authors: Ruth Cardello was born the youngest of 11 children in a small city in northern Rhode Island. She was an educator for 20 plus years, the last 11 as a kindergarten teacher. When her school district began cutting jobs, Ruth turned a serious eye toward her second love- writing and self-published her first billionaire contemporary romance in 2011. In 2012, her third book hit the New York Times and USA Today and the series went to auction in New York. The scariest decision she made in her writing career was walking away from the seven figure deal she was offered there. It was, however, the right choice for her. Her books have sold well since and have far outearned that offer. Her billionaire romances were purchased by several countries and been translated into many languages, but she has retained her English rights on her books. She has recently branched out to write cowboy romances for Montlake. She describes herself as a steady, mid-list author. When she’s not writing, she’s chasing her children and husband around their small farm and plotting her next family vacation. Author Links: Website: http://www.ruthcardello.com Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/ruthcardello Twitter: https://twitter.com/RuthieCardello | @RuthieCardello tsu: http://www.tsu.co/RuthCardello Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/4820876.Ruth_Cardello Amazon Author Page: http://www.amazon.com/Ruth-Cardello/e/B005HZXDKW

How can things you only glimpse for a moment sear themselves into your memory?
~Alessandra, Mobster’s Bones

Alessandra has a problem. It’s not that the Mafia is the only life she knows, her father and best friend being members.
She’s being followed. Her stalker destroys the one thing Alessandra thought they could never touch. She’s now forced to flee the only home she’s known, Palmetto.

How can someone be so beautiful? The morning sunlight is coming through the blinds on my window casting a glow around Alessandra. She has been here for a week, and we have fallen into a routine. It is sort of like she has always been here. Imagining her leaving, gives me an unwanted stone in my stomach.
~ Troy, Mobster’s Bones

Troy has his life planned out perfectly; graduate from Notre Dame with honors, get married, live a quiet life with his wife and kids in the suburbs. Just like his parents and their parents before them.
Things don’t work out according to plan – the scaffolding of his life is crumbling before his eyes. Troy’s plans didn’t include the daughter of a mob enforcer showing up at his door and sleeping in his bed. Are Alessandra and her mafia family worth throwing away the life Troy has always wanted?

Alessandra

My heels click too loudly on the cement sidewalk. I’m moving fast. My fist tightens around the strap on my bag, and I pick up my already hurried pace. I shoot a quick look behind me. No one is there, but I know they are, watching me. My shoulders tighten like someone threw an ice cube down the back of my shirt. The Saturday night special in my purse should comfort me but it doesn’t; I can’t fire at shadows. I’m too nervous to even pull out my phone.

I know better than to be out on the streets at night even in a town where my dad is a Capo. I have never been afraid. I really haven’t had a reason to be. Best friends with the mob boss’s son, Antonio, my father a bad-ass enforcer for the Delisi family make it a no-brainer. Stay the fuck away from me.

Street and porch lights on symmetrical houses flit by, illuminating the cracked pavement then casting it into darkness. I’m two houses away and the pavement stretches before me like miles of empty wilderness. My breathing is labored. Echoing in my ears are abrupt huffs of air in tandem with rushing blood.

My house!

I run up the stairs and unlock the front door, throwing myself into the living room. I slam it behind me and click the lock. I turn, leaning up against it, exhausted. I kick off my shoes and slide down to the floor.

Why is this happening to me? This is destroying me. A tear pricks the corner of my eye. It is shredding me to pieces one eerie bit at a time. I realize paranoia is consuming me as I pull my legs up tight to my chest. I wrap my arms around them and bury my head. I have to tell someone. I will look weak, but I have to. I can’t take this anymore.

Amy Rachiele is a military spouse and brat who spent many years volunteering and on staff for the Army National Guard and Department of Veteran Affairs with family support, family readiness, as well as, families of the Fallen. Amy devoted 10 years to teaching at-risk students in the Providence School System. She holds a Master’s degree from Rhode Island College in English and Secondary Education. She volunteers her time at the local library facilitating a writer’s group in the hope of inspiring other writers. Besides writing, she enjoys scrapbooking, sewing, and traveling. Amy lives in Massachusetts with her son and husband.

Do you believe in fate? Do you believe that there’s one person in the universe that you’re meant to be with? What would you do if you found them? Would you pursue them? What if they fought the attraction? Would you give up?

Avery Southerland knows that she is meant to be with Cameron Sutter. She’s known since the moment she met him. He isn’t just her partner in crime, he’s the one that makes her heart skip a beat.

Cam is a flirt, but not the playboy his brother once was. He knows how to be friends with a girl. He’s firmly put Avery in the friend zone, but she’s determined to show Cam that she can be more. She can be what he needs and deserves if he’ll let her.

Sometimes we’re lucky enough to find the one we’re meant to be with. Some may say its chance, but others believe its fate.